Chapter 13662: Great Array Crisis

In an instant, a dazzling light flashed, and a powerful energy wave spread wildly around the ball of lightning and fire. The warriors of the Tyrant Empire once again suffered a devastating disaster.

Thousands of people were blown away by this terrifying force, their bodies spurting blood uncontrollably like kites with their strings cut. They drew arcs in the air, and then fell heavily to the ground, with no one knowing whether they were dead or alive.

This sudden attack made the already shaky Four Symbols Heavenly Gang Formation even worse. The light of the formation became dimmer and its power became weaker and weaker, as if it would completely collapse at any time under this endless pressure. As for whether it could withstand the more terrifying star calamity that followed, everyone's heart was filled with worry, and the answer became confusing.

"Hmph!" At this suffocatingly tense moment, a cold snort suddenly came from the void. This cold snort was like a bolt from the blue, resounding throughout the universe. The sound seemed to contain endless majesty and a terrifying sense of oppression, which made people's souls tremble.

Then, a cold and murderous voice sounded: "Boy, your name is Meng Haoqing, right? Since you want to protect others from disaster so much, then you should die first." The voice seemed to come from the Netherworld, with a biting chill, echoing in the air, making people shudder.

Then, the golden statue's already huge hands quickly condensed into a giant sword emitting a cold light. The giant sword was dozens of feet long, and runes flickered on the blade, as if it contained the power to destroy the world.

The golden statue held the giant sword in both hands, and with an indomitable momentum, it fiercely stabbed towards Meng Haoqing's head. The speed was so fast that people had no time to react.

At the same time, on this chaotic battlefield, a seemingly inconspicuous and ordinary blood-robbed puppet unexpectedly flew towards Meng Haoqing like a ghost at this critical moment. Its goal was very clear, which was to take advantage of Meng Haoqing's serious injury and give him a fatal blow.

Ling Xiao stood aside and witnessed this scene. His face turned pale as paper in an instant. His eyes widened, full of shock and anxiety, and he couldn't help but shout, "Not good!"

He knew very well in his heart that both Ling Bi and Meng Haoqing were the most important friends in his life, and he would never be able to accept the death of either of them.

In Ling Xiao's heart, friends are the most precious to him. If anyone dares to touch his friends, he will fight to the death with his life. His fists clenched unconsciously, and his joints turned white due to the force. The spiritual power in his body began to surge uncontrollably, as if making final preparations for the upcoming battle.

The mastermind behind all this was Yu Zhengqi. Meng Haoqing was one of the people Yu Zhengqi had planned to use to refine the furnace. Now, seeing that he could not successfully kill Ling Bi who was undergoing the tribulation, Yu Zhengqi turned his evil eyes to Meng Haoqing.

He thought to himself, since he couldn't kill Ling Bi directly, he would kill Meng Haoqing first. He wanted Ling Xiao to experience the pain of losing his brother, and to feel the despair and pain that he had experienced before.

Under his twisted psychology, the pleasure of revenge has surpassed everything. His eyes are flashing with madness and cruelty. He stares coldly at everything on the battlefield, waiting for the tragedy he has been expecting for a long time to happen.

At this moment, Ling Xiao seemed to be ignited by a violent force, and his aura was like a raging volcano erupting, showing an extremely terrifying surge. His spiritual power was surging wildly, forming whirlpools visible to the naked eye. The whirlpools seemed to contain endless energy and could swallow up everything around them at any time.

Ling Xiao's eyes were burning with rage, like a mad beast, with desperate madness, he pounced on the bloody puppet that looked ordinary but actually exuded an incomparably terrifying aura. He was so fast that he left a residual image in the air, like a lightning bolt that cut through the void.

However, just when Ling Xiao was about to approach his goal, the invincible puppet beside him, as if controlled by a mysterious force, suddenly blocked his way. The puppet exuded a cold metallic luster, and its eyes flashed a strange red light, as if announcing its determination to block Ling Xiao.

"Get lost!" Ling Xiao was so angry when he saw this that he let out a deafening roar. This roar was like rolling thunder, echoing between heaven and earth, shaking the air around him. At this moment, he no longer held back, and the power in his body burst out without reservation.

He suddenly raised his hand, and a dazzling long sword appeared in his hand. Runes flickered on the long sword, emitting a chilling aura. Ling Xiao did not hesitate at all, and gathered all his strength into the blade, slashing fiercely at the puppet that was blocking him.

This knife contained endless power and murderous intent, as if it could split the sky and earth apart. Even a strong man in the Star Realm would be terrified when facing this sharp knife, let alone this invincible puppet in the Baoyuan Realm.

Under Ling Xiao's extremely powerful sword, the puppet was completely unable to resist. With a crisp "crack", the puppet's body was directly cut in two by the sword, and fell to the ground with a bang. But Ling Xiao had no time to care about the true devil blood contained in the puppet's body at this moment. He had only one thought in his mind, that is to save people.

Because with his keen perception, he clearly realized that the seemingly ordinary blood puppet that was rushing towards Meng Haoqing actually concealed the terrifying strength of the Star Realm.

Although Ling Xiao was full of doubts and didn't know why this Blood Tribulation Puppet had such powerful strength, there was no hesitation in his eyes. He secretly swore in his heart that he would never allow such a thing to happen and would never let Meng Haoqing suffer any harm.

"Get lost!" With another roar, Ling Xiao's figure was like a black lightning. In just a moment, he had come to Meng Haoqing's side like a ghost. The God-Slaying Sword in his hand flashed with a cold light, and with an indomitable momentum, he fiercely stabbed the Blood Tribulation Puppet with the strength of the Star Realm.

When the Blood Tribulation Puppet saw Ling Xiao's attack, an expression like that of a human appeared on its face, one of deep disdain.

In its eyes, Ling Xiao was just an ant who didn't know his own strength and couldn't stop its actions at all. As long as it wanted to kill Meng Haoqing, Meng Haoqing would definitely die. It snorted coldly, raised its hand and waved it casually, wanting to use its own powerful strength to easily deflect Ling Xiao's attack. (End of this chapter)